MANTRA FOR ME

 

 

To hear my voice in the silence of my mind

Unaware on the outside the passing of time

In these dark crevices, what is it that I hide

 

The sound of mid-tones words

As the prayer wheel turns

A Mantra for me, I must learn.

 

The superstitions of religion created in the past

Stained glass images are not what they seem.

Contradictions of the forgiver will condemn the sinner.

 

The sound of one repetitive tone

With-in my mind, it is clear

A Mantra for me erases my fears.

 

How to adapt to this changing world

Freedoms traded for political ignorance 

Will we forgive or forget this

 

The sound of the echoes of life

The heart of unconditional love 

From a mother, it will come.

 

The sound of this language I must learn.

Ancient in its wisdom more that sound more than a word

A mantra for me is what I have heard.   

 

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020

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